We finally moved out this past weekend. Thanks to our friends who helped us pack and move some of our furniture to our new location. Without them I think I would have had a mental breakdown. We were out mostly by last Sunday with a little bit of cleanup on Monday. I had planned to cleanup on Monday and Tuesday but with TS Edouard approaching on Tuesday I had to finish everything on Monday. This included touch up paint and minor repairs. On Wednesday we closed on our old home. This was a bittersweet moment for me. On one hand I was glad that we were done with it so that we can move on but on the other this was my home. The fact that I don't have another home to move into made it all the more hard to sign away my house.
I never thought that I would feel that way about that house. While it was the first house that M. and I lived in as husband and wife it was not MY house. He had bought the house even before we met and I just acquired it when we married. But for the last two years it has grown on me and become my home. So as I sat in the title company office with just M. and I and the title company representative and signed away my house it was not a good feeling. I paid a bunch of money to some realtors that I haven't even met. Add to that leaving there feeling homeless.
Since we haven't found a new house yet we are staying with my parents. I am greatful that they have opened their doors to us but it is super difficult to go from a 3 bedroom house to a converted garage.
We also recently got a new realtor to help us buy a new house. Our old one moved away to another state. Looking for a house is stressful too. I live in a pocket of stress right now. I am sure that it will smooth out eventually but for now I go day by day.
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